A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1811-1820

Waylen smoothed Rena’s hair.

He murmured, “If things don’t work out between them, we can just let Cecilia be on her own. we’re family and we’ll always be there for her.”

Rena closed her eyes.

After a brief pause, she opened her eyes and expressed her unease.

“Waylen… I can’t shake this feeling that something might happen tonight. Stay awake with me, just in case.”

Waylen paid heed to her warning.

They lay on the bed and talked intimately, sharing the private moments of a loving couple.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the house, Cecilia cradled Edwin in her arms.

Throughout the night, Cecilia remained wide awake, her anticipation of the impending childbirth keeping sleep at bay.

Her hand tenderly cradled her swelling belly, feeling the gentle movements within.

In just two weeks, their little one would come into the world, yet she hadn’t picked a name for her baby.

In the dim light of the room, Edwin’s voice broke through the silence as he murmured “daddy” in his sleep.

Cecilia touched her son’s face gently, and her heart ached for the little boy… She longed to explain everything to him, yet she could not figure out how.

A sudden sharp pain pierced her lower abdomen, causing her to gasp.

Suddenly, the sheets beneath her were damp.

Her water had broken.

In the midst of her agony, Cecilia found it difficult to utter a word. Clutching her belly, she doubled over, the pain relentless.

Edwin roused from his slumber, witnessed his mother’s distress, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Edwin realized his sister was about to be born.

He hurriedly darted out of his bed, rushing to knock urgently on the door of the neighboring room.

“Uncle Waylen, mommy is going to have a baby!” Edwin exclaimed.

Waylen, in the middle of a conversation with Rena, didn’t hesitate.

He swiftly threw off the quilt and rushed to the opposite room, preceding even a coat.

Rena urgently trailed after Waylen.

As expected, Cecilia was indeed going into labor earlier than anticipated.

Waylen swiftly grabbed a down jacket and gently draped it over Cecilia. With a calm demeanor, he turned to Rena.

“I’ll carry her downstairs. Go wake up Mom and Dad. Make sure someone stays at home to look after the children and the rest of us will take Cecilia to the hospital now.”

Rena nodded, her eyes filled with concern for her sister-in-law.

Two minutes later, the lights in the Fowler’s house flickered to life.

On the first day of the new year, the Fowlers were on the way to welcome a new member into the family.

Waylen was behind the wheel, his focus steady on the road, while Korbyn provided directions.

Rena held Cecilia in her arms. While Edwin, who had insisted on accompanying them, sat next to Rena.

Cecilia broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

She was sweating profusely. Clutching onto Rena’s waist, she called out Rena’s name, her voice strained, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

Rena tenderly rubbed Cecilia’s belly, offering soothing words.

“You’ll be fine as soon as you arrive at the hospital.”

Upfront, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his attention solely on the road.

The snowy night made the journey treacherous; every turn had to be navigated with extreme caution. Hence, he didn’t allow his attention to wander elsewhere.

He drove himself, deeply concerned for both his sister’s and the baby’s safety, unwilling to leave anything to chance.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley came to a halt at the hospital, and a team of medical staff swiftly approached, rolling a stretcher toward them. Cecilia was gently transferred onto it and rushed straight to the delivery room.

In the grip of pain, Cecilia was in a daze, her mind clouded.

In her delirium, she muttered a name that still held her heart captive.

Mark.

Waylen was taken aback.

He tenderly leaned down and kissed his sister’s forehead and whispered in a hoarse voice, “I’ll call him, Cecilia.”

“No. Don’t do that.”

Cecilia, amidst her pain, shook her head weakly.

Sweat streamed down Cecilia’s forehead, and embarrassment tinged her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t call him.”

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

She murmured the name over and over in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just scared.

She was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else, instead of Mark himself.

Cecilia missed him very much, and she also hated him very much.

She said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you, you know.

Do you know Edwin has been missing you?

Do you have any idea how happy I was when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me to my antenatal appointment the other day?

Of course you don’t know.

You know nothing.”

Cecilia was feeling throbbing pain, making her feel so dizzy that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark anymore. With the series of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the world.

Before long, a sharp cry could be heard coming from the delivery room.

This was the first day of the new year, and the Fowler family had just welcomed a new member.

Evans was born at

the one who picked the

Rouemn, there was a simple building with

feel comfortable drinking a cup of

was trapped in a room all year round, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it would still

the window, looking outside. His thin stature made the hospital

had almost given up

lived two

a glass of water and medicine in his

to take the medicine,”

seemed like he had not

staring at the snow outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It

twitched when he heard

into a smile and said, “Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would

also her favorite food,”

moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and the

began to fumble in his pocket for

he stopped and shook his

but he never did. It seemed it was better if he never called her at all. He knew she hated

call her,” he

give

he stepped forward and handed him the

“Please take your medicine.

pumpkin pies.

took the medicines from him and swallowed

lay on the bed, and a nurse came in to help

she was done, Mark looked sideways at

weaker and weaker until he finally fell

This time, he had a dream and

Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still

had almost given up

alive. He had lived two months longer than the doctor

a glass of water and

medicine,”

Mark seemed like he had not heard

a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It must

twitched when he heard

of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated, and Mrs. Evans

favorite food,”

after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia

heard this, he began to fumble in his

he stopped and

had thought about calling her, but he never did. It seemed it

call her,”

give Cecilia

hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him

“Please take your medicine.

go to bed. I’ll buy you some pumpkin pies. You can

the medicines from him and swallowed them without

he lay on the bed, and a nurse came in to help put

Mark looked sideways

his phone got weaker and weaker until he finally fell

fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream and it was about

Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still strong and that

was much like that

would look at him secretly for a while and call him “Uncle Mark” when she

this Cecilia in his dream

his arms and gently stroked his face, saying, “Mark, I don’t blame

this point, Mark woke

were white, just like

closed his eyes

he needed to

cold all over his body.

had probably gone to buy the pumpkin

plump foreign nurse was in the

wanted to return home. He missed his

cooked, and the apartment on

he couldn’t

give up

even if he

stay strong and fight his

he was finding it difficult to go back to

sat up on the bed and started to

plane when he grew up. The plane would be so

said he wanted to go there because

pale fingers trembled as

Peter came back

run into a snowstorm on his way, so he

are still warm,” he said to his boss

planes Mark had been making and he pursed his

planes and

some of your

Mark only actually

was not more than a

his mouth, he put down the spoon because he felt

eyes

want to go back home and have a family reunion,” he said

Angela’s Library

But he

could ask him about it, Mark’s phone rang. It

it was around 4 a.m. in

when he looked at the caller ID. For

Edwin misses you,” Peter urged in

into

silly boy,”

decided to answer the phone. It was an international call, so the signal was a

sounded a little

when he said, “Cecilia gave birth to a girl. Her name is Olivia. Olivia

a girl that had

which Mark held the phone trembled so violently that he couldn’t say anything for

silence, Waylen said, “Mark, Edwin misses

Mark closed his eyes.

a flight to come see you next week. I’ll ask her to take photos

“Okay,” Mark said softly.

silence, Waylen said, “Mark, no matter what, I hope

for the emotional entanglement

first half of his life. He didn’t

Mark sniffed and

he never even dared to ask

standing in the room all along, was eager to hear what had been discussed since all he’d

“What happened?” he asked.

while, he looked up at Peter and said, “Cecilia has given birth to a baby girl.

happy to hear this and he did a fist

he said

on the first day of the

to stroke one

back home to see Cecilia and

Angela’s Library

a glance would be

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